New York's version of the OC. There's wealth, there's drama & everyone is hot and well dressed. Everyone 14 and up is basically perpetually drunk every weekend and summer. If you live in Rye, chances are you are: blonde & blue eyed, pop ur collar, are extremely preppy, think that playland is the trashy home to ur gardeners, play beirut every weekend, a border-line alcoholic and know have atleast three friends with a BMW. Screw the OC, Rye is the place to party!

Sailor: I can't believe Ashley's dad bought her another gucci.
Victoria: Whatever, it's bigger than the last one so atleast she can carry more of our smirnoff.

a very preppy, very wealthy town in westchester, just bordering on rye neck, and mamaroneck/larchmont. the town is SPOTLESS, and kids swathed in lacoste and polo, collars popped, crowd into starbucks, cosi, and the gap. EVERYONE IS BLONDE, BLUE EYED, AND READY FOR A LIFE OF YACHTS AND IVY LEAGUE DIPLOMAS.

and yes, the boys are so hot.

"I went out with this guy from Rye who was totally prepped in is going to yale"

"Lets go to coldstone in Rye and then pick up some Juicy Jeans at Ragz"

A rich suburban town in New York where rich bitches have nothing better to do than gossip and drink. No matter what they do, daddy's connections will get them into the college of their choice. Everything and everyone in this town is perfect, and if its not they get plastic surgery to fix it. The boys are gorgeous assholes who drive hot cars and drink till they pass out. The girls are flawless bitches. Everyone is good at everything. When they lose, they party harder and daddy treats them extra special, loaning his yacht to them and their friends for the weekend. According to parents, drinking is legal for all ages in this town and parents dont teach their kids to play ping pong but beer pong. Rye is a town filled with huge mansions, hot boys, stunning girls, wall street fathers, and stuck up moms who have nothing better to do with their lives than live vicariously through their children.

A usual rye night:
Mom: What are you doing tonight Willie?
Willie: Not sure yet.
Mom: Why don't you invite all your friends over for a round of bierrut, you left your keg downstairs from last night.
Willie: Sick ill call the girls
Mom: Okay call me if you need anything, theres another keg upstairs
Willie: iight!
Mom: Oh honey don't speak in that gangster tone!

a town of wealthy rich kids who do whatever the fuck they want wear great clothing who always look hot where gravity has no affect on collars and nantucket red is called pink welcome to rye.. everyone goes to nice country clubs were the play tennis all day with their typical rye mom who drive around in suburbans all day with their louis vuitton bags on their cells gossiping

" Omg she is such a rye mom"
"I met this girl at the club playing tennis with the hottest polo tennis offit from rye"

A wholesome town located on the LI Sound conveniently between Greenwich and Harrison, Rye's population consists of "Rye Moms", whom drive ridiculously big SUVs and are always at the club (mind you, there are probably 7 to choose from) playing tennis, Wall Street fathers whom take the 5:46 am train to the city every morning and don't get home till the kids are asleep, and is simply crawling with trouble-making tweens and teenagers crowded into Starbucks whom all have popped collars, beach houses in nantucket or the hamptons, and go to huge keggers every weekend.

As a slang term 'Rye' usually refers to rye whiskey although other alcohols, such as vodka and beer, can also be made using the crop.

Rye alcohol was extremely popular during prohibition and its production faded increasingly following the dry period. Nowadays, only a select few alcohol makers still produce rye whiskey, and even fewer produce other beverages using rye. The most popular brands of rye whiskey are undeniably: Wild Turkey and Jim Beam.

When used alone, 'rye' almost exclusively refers to rye whiskey.

Barkeep: "What'll it be?"
Patron: "Shot of rye... scratch that, what kind do you have?"
Barkeep: "Of rye? We have Turkey and Old Portero."
Patron: "Aged Turkey?"
Barkeep: "Yup, in an 80, and basic 80, and I think a regular 101."
Patron: "Alright just some fresh 80 on the rocks."
Barkeep: "Sure, just a second."